Chapter 1057: Chapter 1057

Chapter 1057:

If he had known she had been ready for this, he wouldn’t have bothered taking the blame for it.

But the joy radiating from her face quashed any thoughts of this.

Her happiness was worth any price to him.

At the station’s entrance, a swarm of reporters lay in wait—another of Eileen’s carefully laid plans. They descended upon Miranda, peppering her with questions about Jaliyah’s fake pregnancy.

The news, still fresh and unreleased, hadn’t yet reached the Aston family’s ears.

As Bryan prepared his self-criticism, Eileen’s phone buzzed with a call from Kamila.

“Eileen, you’re a public figure. Wouldn’t it be wiser for you to apologize to the Aston family and explain things to the Diaz family?” Kamila said.

“You make a fair point,” Eileen replied. “I hope you’ll eventually deal with this like you said, Mrs. Aston. Let’s discuss this further when we meet later.”

Then, Eileen ended the call, leaving Kamila perplexed.

What did Eileen mean about meeting later? She had no desire to meet Eileen.

At the police station, Miranda spilled everything she knew. Within half an hour, the authorities contacted the Aston family.

Bryan, having finished his self-criticism letter, joined Eileen outside. They leaned against their car, waiting for the Aston family’s arrival amidst a throng of reporters. Keith and Kamila showed up, but Jaliyah was noticeably absent.

Your imagination begins with gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s﹒ç𝗈𝗺 Kamila shot Eileen a stern look before walking into the station with Keith.

Her face fell the moment she laid eyes on Miranda. Less than two minutes later, Keith walked out of the police station, leaving Kamila to handle the mess. After all, she had been in the know about the matter.

Keith paused on the steps, his gaze lingering on Eileen before he approached with a sigh. “I never imagined it would come to this,” Keith admitted. “Jaliyah’s impulsive, but she’s not inherently bad.”

Bryan offered Keith a cigarette. “A fake pregnancy goes beyond impulsive. It’s malicious.” His tone softened slightly. “Mr. Aston, we know you’re not involved. You can distance yourself from this.”

It was clear Keith’s sympathies leaned toward his own family.

“Mr. Aston, rest assured, I won’t seek retribution as long as your daughter-in-law doesn’t come after me again,” Eileen said calmly, showing no signs of irritation.

“I’ll deal with them when we get home,” Keith promised, glancing back at the police station. “They’ll make a public apology. But could you keep this from escalating further?”

“Escalating?” Bryan’s eyebrow arched. “Did you consider it an escalation when Kamila confronted the Vazquez family, spreading the news everywhere?”

Keith shifted uncomfortably. “I wasn’t aware the full extent of it. It spiraled out of my control.”

Eileen considered his words. “It seems you lack control now as well.”

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